Cursed To hold a shadow to tightly Running fingers over its fleeting lips Sealing an endless passion with a kiss that feels like death. Love To fall dreamily into weightlessness To strip out of armour and devour the day Feeling the breeze of vulnerability take hold. Cursed love To see the end looming over the beginning To feel alone in the company of love To catch a glimpse of what you really are and what you really mean to others. Cursed love.